Knowing nothing else about the film Julie & Julia, aside from the fact that the screenplay is by the same person that wrote When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle, and You’ve Got Mail, you could safely assume it’s a chick flick.
Julie & Julia & Michael
Can't Miss It: Tuesday
PSYCHEDELIC CULT CLASSIC: Bob Dylan-esque Rodriguez is finally coming to Seattle, and KEXP is surely happy. We say this because anytime we've turned it on lately, he seems to be there, soulfully singing all the songs we love, which makes us happy as well. In the past couple years with Light in the Attic's re-releases of albums such as Cold Fact and Coming From Reality, he has gained a wide array of new fans, which makes it hard to believe that up until the late '90s he was just hanging out in Detroit doing menial labor, with no idea that his music career would ever make a comeback. (He found out only after Cold Fact had gone multi-platinum across the world in South Africa.)
5:30 p.m. doors, 7:30 p.m. show // The Triple Door, 216 Union Street // Tickets: $20/$23, 21+
Cross-Pollan-ating Food Thoughts
Michael Pollan may not have the same rock-star celebrity appeal, but unlike Anthony Bourdain, he did have notes. Lots of them. Most known for his recent books The Omnivore's Dilemma and In Defense of Food: An Eater's Manifesto, Pollan put together a patchwork of thoughts about food, farming, and well-being, throwing out some of his greatest-hits lines from "corn has domesticated us" to "your health is tied to the health of the land" while speaking in front of a full house at Benaroya on Monday.
January Brings the Big Guns to the Lectern
Sorry to burst any bubbles, but if you don't have tickets to Michael Pollan's appearance at Benaroya tonight, as part of Seattle Arts & Lectures, you're out of luck: it sold out weeks ago. The author of apparently has no shortage of admirers.
New Year's Resolution
Here's a resolution Seattlest hopes we can all get behind: let's go out more in 2009. More dinners at family-run restaurants, more happy hour cocktails at locally owned bars, more weekend getaways to nearby B&Bs.
Vashon Island: Old, New, and Ever So Slightly Weird
"Keep Vashon Weird," says the bumper sticker. A ferry ride from Fauntleroy at sunset, a long line of cars heading south behind a Metro bus. "It's an island, man. Nobody's in a hurry," says the gent stepping off a bright blue Harley in the town of Vashon, a single blinking stoplight, half a dozen gift shops, half a dozen taverns and two hardware stores. (One's a True Value, the other's actually a restaurant.) By necessity, Vashon's 10,000 islanders are tolerant and patient.
What Starbucks Might Be Thinking
We're writing this a full three weeks after every Starbucks in the country closed down for "retraining," but before the company's annual shareholders meeting (at McCaw Hall, Wednesday morning) where the brass is going to spin the results of the, ahem, "transformational initiatives." Still, one disturbing preview emerged at an industry conference here in Seattle last week, the annual meeting of the Research Chefs of America called the Culinology Conference.
Blogging: It's Not Just for Breakfast Anymore
Quick, while Paris is in jail and the politicians annointed as "official" candidates by CNN and Fox are poking each others' eyes out, let's take a moment to talk about the Farm Bill. (Yeah, right.) Seriously, because you are what you eat, you know. (Yeah, right.)
"Our 2007 Richie Model Gets Terrific Mileage"
In today's blog mash-up, we have the Slog's Erica Barnett lighting a fiery feminist match under Details and their story on the Hollywood's new fascination with the "fat" woman -- e.g., Monica Bellucci, Rose McGowan. Then we stir in Sightline's Daily Score post analysis of whether or not walking uses more fossil fuel than driving. Both of these posts are awesome in their own way, but together they begin an unexpected conversation. You know, like the art at EMP's DoubleTake. (Oh, you haven't gone? Us neither.)
This Time, Lake Forest Park Gets Pollan-ated
Did you miss Michael Pollan when he was in town last month? Even though we told you to go?
Seattle gets Pollan-ated
Ever get the feeling that food is no longer your friend? That while you used to have some laughs with Stouffer’s lasagne and chill out with your best friend Diet Coke, secretly food has been going behind your back, stealing your boyfriend, gunning for your job, and making you fat?

